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(VERSE 1)It's the threat of the centuryAnd I need to lie downTreading ever so gingerlyTrying to find ground(BRIDGE 1)'Cause you know when you walk so longIn your head it feels oh-so wrongWe're not aloneNo we're not alone(CHORUS)At the endAt the end of these long roadsWe will gather thereWith our hands in the airAt the endAt the end of these long roadsWe will gather thereWith our hands in the air(VERSE 2)In my mind it's a symphonyIn which I relyTo get me through this epiphanySongtexteAnd to keep me up tight(BRIDGE 2)'Cause you know when the beat is wrongSimple timing can be so hardWe're not alone(CHORUS)At the endAt the end of these long roadsWe will gather thereWith our hands in the airAt the endAt the end of these long roadsWe will gather thereWith our hands in the air(REPEAT CHORUS) Aus Songtexte Mania